Do You Always Think You Should Be Somewhere Else?
We’re on our family summer trip where we must MAKE MEMORIES, dammit! We’re “doing” the California coast. We’ve hit Santa Barbara, in El Capitan and are currently in Monterey on our way to San Francisco!
Today we drove the 17-mile scenic drive down Pebble Beach. Clare (10) said, “If only Lukas (her best friend) were here, it would be so much more fun.” Bridget (8) said, “let’s go back to the hotel pool!,” I was thinking, “I’ve got to start on the 30th high school reunion. Why the hell did I let my sister nominate me for senior class president? It was your vanity, you Ass! You’re damned VANITTTYYYYYY!”
Henry said nothing. He is a man. What we think they feel, they do not feel. What we think they think we feel, they do not think or feel. So who knows if he was preoccupied or absolutely living in the moment. Who knows what the hell was going on with that bastard!
There were a lot of people riding their bikes along the 17-mile Pebble Beach scenic route as we trolled by in our minivan eating monkey brains and reading Mad magazines.
I looked at the cyclists with their taut calf muscles and clingy biking shorts and felt guilty I’d eaten a short-stack of banana pancakes just this morning and wasn’t forcing my family to ride bicycles up the coast and sleep in pup tents affixed upon seagull-guano-splashed crustaceous rock in the Pacific Northwest. Instead we’re staying at a Hyatt hotel, poisoning ourselves in the hyper-chlorinated pools whilst ordering Michelle Obama healthy kids’ meals through room service.
If I stop, for a moment, thinking I should probably be doing things differently i.e. better – here are the moments I loved today:
Do you always feel like you should be somewhere else? What do you do to combat this and live in the moment?